ALGO DEL VACÍO

I'm not God and I can't be
Even if I wear his suit to resemble us
That's why I'm looking at the sky
Could it be that I always miss the flight?

I leave the melancholy
That strange mix of nostalgia and apathy
It's not so bad to be adrift
There's something about the void that captivates

Sentimental juggler with mixed feelings
Life is a tightrope and I'm not a good tightrope walker
You have to step back to see the edges
What's too close can cloud your vision

I forgive and don't say I'm sorry, but I am sorry
Sometimes I get lost and can't find myself (how?)
Inside me as I would like, but it comes out
Everything my body entangles

Even the walls talk about me (oh)
Everyone falls into their traps (no)
The walls talk about me (no)
Everyone falls into their traps

I tell you everything I long for
Even my darkest aspects
I think I'm talking to myself, or that's what I perceive
Like projecting my movie, but in an empty theater

And now I confess that I hear what they want to tell me
Their words affect me but don't define me
I released that weight, I'm in free fall
I no longer feel imprisoned by anything that suffocates me

There goes your character, the one causing a stir
How the suit of a great winning man tightens you
An effective makeup that now makes you better
An unbearable armor hiding the pain

Even the walls talk about me
Everyone falls into their traps (no)
The walls talk about me (no)
Everyone falls into their traps

I'm not God and I can't be
Even if I wear his suit to resemble us
That's why I'm looking at the sky
Could it be that I always miss the flight?

I'm not God and I can't be
Even if I wear his suit to resemble us
That's why I'm looking at the sky
Could it be that I always miss the flight?